“Six years!” he said. “Well blow me!”
“You never know your luck!” she teased.
He laughed aloud and walked himself on his bottom across the blanket. She allowed him to put his arm around her. Although he had a reputation for being taciturn, he had apparently retrieved his tongue from the cat on this day, and achieved a level of charm that he himself found unexpected. He wondered what had happened?
Since his tongue had reported back for duty, he leant in for a kiss. She was ripe for it, after all that time, and made no attempt to slow things down as his hands touched her chest. No, time had been wasting for too long! She got on her knees and pulled her clothes over her head, before unfastening and whipping off her bra. They might be dead tomorrow, “So here goes!” she inwardly exclaimed. H
